Newbigin had his back to the huge floor-to-ceiling window. The bustling lights of Victoria Harbour flowed behind him, but could not illuminate the shadow on his face at the moment.
The heavy pure gold letter opener he was playing with suddenly stopped in the air.
The confident smile that had held everything in his grasp just seconds before flickered like a candle in a strong wind, quickly solidifying and stiffening before transforming into a hint of unbelievable sinisterness. He turned slowly, his movements deliberately slow, as if to buy himself time to think.
"130...?" His voice dropped, the artificial cheerfulness vanishing, replaced by a cold, metallic, scratchy quality. He walked over to the large oak desk and picked up the intercom, dialing with remarkable composure.
"Investigate! Find out immediately who's been involved in this stockpiling! Every trading seat, leave no one behind! Quick!" He practically slammed the receiver back onto the landline. His gaze returned to the glaring, almost vertically rising cursor on the screen. Every tiny upward movement was like a needle pricking his nerves.
130... This is even higher than the price before they sold off! Not only did the other side eat up their panic selling, but they also pushed the price directly past the previous high! This is not just a rebound after the panic dissipated, this is... an attack! A precise counterattack against their operations!
A chill of irritation crept up his spine. Newbigin's original plan was like fine porcelain, now shattered by the blow of a heavy hammer, leaving an ugly crack.
The purchase cost was higher than the selling price? This meant that his carefully planned "sell high, buy low" arbitrage operation had resulted in a loss on the first execution!
What’s even more deadly is the chips!
The shares of Hutchison Whampoa he held dropped by 1.5% in an instant!
This 1.5% reduction may be just a ripple in normal times, but at this moment, under the shadow of the "5% Kobayashi concept stock curse" and under the huge pressure of HSBC's loan worth 300 million and the pledge of 20% of Hutchison Whampoa shares, this is simply adding insult to injury!
Newbigin's mind raced with calculations: How much of Jardine Matheson's actual controllable Hong Kong shares remained, after deducting the pledged portion? Adding the 1.5% loss this time, the figure had plummeted to a precarious point that sent a chill down his spine!
"Xiao Lin...Tian Wang? Or is it Ho Chun-ting? Logically speaking, Xiao Lin Tian Wang would definitely not be able to handle such a huge amount of funds..." New Bijian almost gritted his teeth as he read out the two names, and every syllable was filled with hatred for being fooled.
"The Huo family! It's him! It must be that old bastard Huo Yingdong! Only an old fox like him could see through my tricks! He took advantage of the panic I created and swallowed all the weights I threw out with faster speed and more ferocious posture!
Ho Ying-tung, a veteran Chinese tycoon, is like a giant shark lurking in the deep sea. He is so sharp and decisive in the capital market!
It is also possible that from the very beginning, the jealousy between Xiao Lin Tianwang and Huo Zhenting was an elaborate trap. Why did he believe it so firmly?
A feeling of shame at being attacked by his prey, mixed with the fear of losing control, surged in his heart. He watched the stock price constantly jumping, approaching the figure of HK$132, feeling that the number was like a red-hot iron, burning the last of his patience.
But on second thought, Newbijian felt that it was unlikely. After all, if it was really Huo Yingdong who took action, how could he not hear any news at all?
The most likely possibility is that Kobayashi Tenmo was frantically buying up stocks, and that 1.5% of the shares must have been swallowed up by Kobayashi Tenmo in one go.
It seems that Kobayashi Tianwang has more funds than he imagined.
At this moment, his subordinate James received another call and hurriedly shouted, "President! We've found out. The 1.5% stake was acquired in batches by Xiaolin Tianwang's Longteng Newspaper. Although they did it covertly, we still found out. What should we do now? Counting the amount they received before, I'm afraid they're getting closer to 5%..."
"What are you panicking about!" Newbigin turned around abruptly, his voice rising suddenly with a tough and almost fierce aura, instantly blocking out more fear that James had not yet spoken out.
This news was actually good news for him. At least it proved that everything was still under his control and within his expectations, and the frightened Huo Yingdong did not take action himself.
On the current battlefield, it was just Kobayashi Tianwang who was competing with him for chips, and his purpose of grabbing chips was very clear, which was to be jealous of Huo Zhenting.
Everything is under control.
"The rapid rise in prices shows the market is optimistic! The rapid buying? Just right!" Newbijian smiled slightly, a more sinister calculation flashing in his eyes. "They took 1.5% of our shares, which must have consumed a lot of cash on hand. Xiaolin Tianwang previously tied up so much money in Chinese stocks. Even if he has strong fundraising capabilities and can temporarily transfer funds from Japan, how can he do it so quickly?
It's easy for him to take in our shares, but it's not so easy for him to digest them! Besides, don't we still have Hong Kong Land shares that can be used? Great! "
He walked back to the table, placed his hands on it, leaned forward, and stared at James, whose face was still pale. "The faster they grab it, the more we'll sell! Sell more! Immediately! Sell another 2%! Execute immediately!"
"Sell another 2%?" James almost thought he had misheard. His fear was instantly replaced by huge astonishment. "President! We...we've already reduced our actual holdings by 1.5%! Sell another 2%, and our overall control ability will..."
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